Mission Pretty Possible Chapter 17.3 (Patreon)

Claire watched the exchange silently, a strange mix of admiration and guilt in her eyes.

Internally, Ethan repeated to himself: Only for the mission. Only for a few days. Only because I owe him. Just get through it.

But even as he sat in that perfect posture, he felt the old humiliation stirring — quiet, sharp, impossible to hide.

Sam snapped his fingers. “Alright, princess. Enough warm-up. Today… we attack phase two.”

Ethan froze mid-breath. “Phase what?”

Sam grinned wickedly. “We’re going to the salon. Extensions. Color. Style. FULL blonde bombshell fantasy.”

“No. No, Sam, blonde? BLONDE blonde? Like completely? That’s too much— I’m infiltrating a lab, not auditioning for a shampoo commercial—”

Sam waved him off. “Sweetie, disguise does NOT mean ‘slap on eyeliner and pray.’ It means change. Commitment. Transformation.” He leaned in. “Nobody at the lab will ever link Ethan to a soft blonde girl in heels.”

Ethan swallowed, panic fluttering in his stomach.